Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Your's

Nas

Gimme, gimme, for the NYC
what you can't get back
Gimme, why don't you gimme the
Gimme what you get back, for the five burroughs

1: AZ

Yo, it's hard to show resistance when money-gettin
my assistance to stock figures, beyond non-existence
Fuck my distance, cos bein poor produced persistence
plea's, a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of jail centres
I'm recognised by the of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's into jewels
But still on who I cling to
Cos every single nigga that swing thru, ain't my man cos we mingle
To mistake shit, even females be feedin off that shit
Filled with envy and hatred but my high hopes me escape it
Temporarily the window world, read the wise
Verbally nourish me, properly with that inner city, GC
I with those beyond my age bracket
cos they and mack to get the papers and stack it
Leavin no trace to track it, keep on tappers is accurate
That mack shit, livin the lifestyle, we filled with wit

Nas, (AZ)

Just gimme (Pimp and dollar signs)
gimme (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
Gimme what you can't get (True dat, I thought you knew that)
Just (Money getters, the high bidders)
Why don't you gimme the (rollin wit us)
Gimme what you can't get back, for the five

2: AZ

So in God I trust, I for a 850-deluxe
And in too, I touch a million-plus, much to discuss
Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni Versace with lizards
realism so I visualisin to live it
Movin wit intentions of longevity
Strong pedigree got me touchin papers, others never see, G
So do the crest in my claw,
the essence, you're sailin in a sweppervescence
Drug investments, a street plug, the insurance, but informers
they had you for warrants 'fore you get enourmous
Life's a performance so players play wit
cos from war sense, any villain's willing to get intense
They tried to us but all it did was just make us
travel acres for papers, bonafide money takers
Cos though we know somehow we all go
As long as we're leavin thievin, we'll be leavin wit some of doe,
so...

Nas, (AZ)

Just (Pimp lines and dollar signs)
Just gimme (Rollin trees, G's)
what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you knew that)
Just gimme (Money getters, the bidders)
Why you gimme the world (rollin wit us)
Gimme you can't get back (It's real, NYC)

gimme (QB)
Just (B-K, VT)
Gimme what you can't get (See me, AZ y'all, representin)
Just gimme (Yeah, the street is trife life)
Why you gimme the world (Representin)
what you can't get back (Life's a bitch......)